(It's a Wayne beat) Ghetto Boyz shit (Fuck the fire, we got grease) You will not see me in no fuckin' car if it ain't supercharged We dropped on them, they ain't drop back, they tried to shoot a star Lil Tae learnin' how to shoot inside movin' cars I just want the dog shit, I don't care who the hardest I'm just bein' honest Turnt in real life, I might pop out with a million dollars I ain't even tryna show it, I'll spend this shit They hit his block two times, they finna bend again Got a fuckin' fishin' rod, finna reel him in I don't want no Trackhawk, I finna get a Benz This bitch got a V12, they want two hundred bands I'll pull up to my granny house and do my cousin in We in a million dollar house, you gotta buzz 'em in I would never argue 'bout the price of drank, it's just a couple bands I'ma die from old age or with a gun in hand Them niggas slid down with an old K, he did the runnin' man Wayne, punch me in Pat a nigga back before I touch his head I'm only runnin' on these beats, not my fuckin' legs Fuck around and wet his shit, he had a bucket head I'm chillin' with a bitch from Zone 6, but we in Buckhead I need to do another song, wasn't enough said I got one million on me right now, where the fuck it said? Stop lookin' at my crazy 'fore I bust your head I said this shit once, I won't repeat what I fuckin' said Now I'm all down in Repeat tryna spend some bands Pat Moon just pulled up, I gave him ten bands For a pair of Timberlands, it's a fuckin' pass Like how the fuck I get sixty months? I had a fuckin' gram Real water on my neck, why would I tuck it in? I heard you had some real pints of Wock', why you ain't cut me in? If I can't bring my gun with me, I ain't comin' in Uh, we just dropped a hundred shots, we finna come again I ain't on that hot shit today, I'm with my other friends I'm finna spent three-fifty in Amiri, I'm a hundred in I'm finna go buy fifty pints, they got a hundred in And Rio say he want the rest, make it a hundred then We finna count a million on our hands, go get some rubber bands You say you like the way I rap, let me fuck you then Uh, I will never dap you up, nigga, fuck your hand Uh, I won't do a song with you, nigga, fuck your fans I'll rob a nigga off an Addy, nigga, fuck them Xans They hit the lights, you stomp the gas, nigga, fuck that trans I really hate my fuckin' opps, you just don't understand I'm twenty-one with a kit that cost a hundred grand You can come up in the trap, but your homie banned One Draco cannot stop a bus, but a hundred can If I let a nigga take my life, I'ma haunt the man I just fucked a bitch from down south, she wanna hunch again (uh) Swung on me and died, he won't throw another punch again Go to school and then leave soon as the lunch is in I think his body fell out, go check the trunk again You say you got your gun, why the fuck you runnin' then? My bitch bad and she ballin' like Juwanna Mann They thought I ran out of bullets, I started dumpin' with my other hand, nigga